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For Me, Returning To Los Angeles Annihilates The Memories Of Where I Have Just Been With An Astonishing Speed.

Since The Last Tour I Have Done A Lot Of Extensive Travel To Iraq, Kuwait, Siberia, South Korea And Other Places And Picked Up Some Hopefully Interesting Stories. We Are Living In Interesting Times And As Bad As Things Are, I Draw Considerable Inspiration From Some Of The Things I'm Seeing And People I'm Meeting. I'm Looking Forward To Getting Out On The Road And Talking About It All.

If I Was Gay, There Would Be No Closet. You Would Never See The Closet I Came Out Of. Why? Because I'd Have Burned It For Kindling By The Time I Was Twelve... If I Was Gay, At This Stage Of The Game?age 37, Aging Alternative Icon?i'd Be Taking Out Ads.

Imagine A 15-year-old Kid Saying, 'i Have Two Moms - It's Cool.' I Don't Fear That At All.

I Have Come To Regard November As The Older, Harder Man's October. I Appreciate The Early Darkness And Cooler Temperatures. It Puts My Mind In A Different Place Than October. It Is A Month For A Quieter, Slightly More Subdued Celebration Of Summer's Death As Winter Tightens Its Grip.